"Look, I said I'm sorry. What more do you want?" Charlotte said nothing back since she did not want to see Nancy right now. Now that her "green days" are behind her, she is focusing on her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She got her legs back that she used to kick Nancy's butt for sleeping in her bed. Her arms have returned, this time to knock some sense into Nancy for taking pictures of her. Even her body is humanoid again, so she can wear the clothes that she wants instead of those terrible toy outfits that she went through while being a fairy and a doll. Yes, everything is normal again; from her medium-length hair on her head, to her 20-20 hearing and vision that refuses to acknowledge Nancy's apology, and even down to her normalized sex and breasts (which almost cause her to lose the challenge while she was a plant since they were exaggerated).
Everything, except for her lips.
Apparently, out of everything that the nanomachines have left her from her time as a different species, they left her the fat lips. Not only that but those little bastards have even cranked the size up to eleven on her. The bottom lip swelled past her chin while the upper lip pressed up against her nose and blocked her view below her. Since Charlotte's nose has been covered up by her literal pillowed lips, she has been heavily breathing through her mouth.
Stuck in a forever pout, Charlotte poked and prodded her very inflated lips to see if she could find her teeth or even if she could stick out her tongue. Even when she stretches out her jaws and thrusts out her tongue, Charlotte’s lips refuse to show anything past them except for her uncontrollable drooling. Not even her voice can escape her plushy mouth if you don’t count the moans and grunts as her voice that is.
“At the very least you must be hungry. I made you some food for you to eat when you’re ready.” Nancy talked through the door, badly hurt by Charlotte’s fury in the morning and how unfair she had been for the last few days. She walked back to her computer and continued with her work on various programming, not one related to the nanomachines inside Charlotte. After a couple of minutes, the bathroom door opened from the woman with the world's biggest lips.
Charlotte walked past Nancy and went to the kitchen to find a bowl of soup for her. “Since having big lips affected your ability to eat food, I made you a bowl of soup for you to eat.” Charlotte just looked at the bowl in front of her, thinking about how she could keep it behind her lips that can’t even make a solid seal. After trying many ways to spoon up some soup into her swollen, with the majority of it missing and spilling all over the place, Charlotte gave up on the spoon and just poured the whole bowl into her mouth. While this too made a mess, Charlotte did manage to get some of the soup to go past her lips. Then Charlotte fell on the floor and cried in the middle of the mess she made.
Nancy heard the mess being made and the crying soon after. She got up from her seat and went over to where Charlotte was adding more liquids to the linoleum, where her tears and drool were mixing with the soup. “Do you need help eating Charlotte?” Charlotte nodded her head, sending her blubbery lips to bounce around her face.
A half-hour later, Nancy made another bowl of soup for Charlotte, who cleaned herself up and put on clean clothes. “Okay, Charlotte. Open wide now.” Nancy holds up a spoonful of soup and holds it like a mother trying to feed her baby. Charlotte would’ve frowned if her lips had allowed it. Instead, she just gave Nancy the stink eye.
“I know I have been a bad friend for the last few days,” Nancy said while shoving her whole hand into Charlotte’s mouth to make sure that the soup went through. “The day that you turned into a fairy, I was so excited. My friend had transformed into one of my favorite, fictional species and I wanted to treasure the moment. Then you transform again but this time into a poseable doll that I played around with. I knew it was wrong of me to keep playing dressed up, but I still did it anyway. And then yesterday while you were a plant. But not any simple plant but a plant that has boobs and a dick sucking- “ Nancy stopped herself while still feeding Charlotte, her hand still inside the squishy wall of her lips.
“Anyway, I know that “Saying Sorry” doesn't cover everything for the last few days. From abandoning you as a plant, to playing with you in public, and everything in between. How about this to make it up for you? Tomorrow, no matter what you transform into, I will take you to your favorite restaurant for dinner. I will even pay for everything if you want me to.” Charlotte made a “popping” noise when the last spoonful of the soup exited her lips, now full from the meal. She then grabbed her phone and started to type on it.
Moments later, Nancy’s phone made a noise. Nancy opened it and read the text message from Charlotte. The five words on it made Nancy jump out of her seat and into Charlotte’s, hugging her while feeling the mass of her lips that span nearly her entire face. And on the table, Nancy’s phone with its screen facing upward has the message from the muted girl who forgave her friend, “Sounds good. Let’s do it.”